Letter In Prose And Verse To Mrs. Bunbury (Oliver Goldsmith Poems)
MADAM,I read your letter with all that allowance which critical candour couldrequire, but after all find so much to object ...
MADAM,I read your letter with all that allowance which critical candour couldrequire, but after all find so much to object ...
Aetatis suae fifty-two,A rich Divine began to wooA handsome young imperious girl,Nearly related to an Earl.Her parents and her friends ...
I stand at the break of dayIn the Champs Elysees.The tremulous shafts of dawningAs they shoot o'er the Tuileries early,Strike ...
Serene, complacent, satisfied, Content with things that be; The paragon of paltriness Upraised for all to see; With loving pride he cherishes His mediocrity! The smirking, ...
Now that summer's ripen'd bloomFrolics where the winter frown'd,Stretch'd upon these banks of broom,We command the landscape round.Nature in the ...
TO-DAY old wrinkl'd Time appears;A smile adorns his brow,While to our list of fleeting years,He adds the ninety-two.Our fav'rite hopes, ...
It is up from out the alleys, from the alleys dark and vile-It is up from out the alleys I ...
Now range up the carriages, feed up the fires!To the rail, to the rail, now the pent up desiresOf the ...
Give me this time, my first and severe Italian, a poem about gold, The left corners of eyes, and the ...
Here in this land no one gets ridiculebut he who tells the truth. He then must standdefenseless and attract some ...
For the first twenty years you are still growingBodily that is: as a poet, of course,You are not born yet. ...
I know you, you shamster! I saw you smirking, grinningNodding through the day, and I knew you lied.With mincing steps ...
Forty Years AfterCOMRADE, yet a little further I would go before the nightCloses round and chills in darkness all the ...
Since Galatea came in, and Tuscanism gan usurp,Vanity above all: villainy next her, stateliness EmpressNo man but minion, stout, lout, ...
I give the yawp barbaricOf piety and pelf(Who now reads Herrick?)And contradict myselfNo matter, the verse is large.My five-and-ten cent ...
Even as a child my face was "gloomy." I found few reasons to smile, none to laugh: father gutting his ...
Should it occasion much surprise That criminals should deal in blame,As all of us, and recognise The full depth of ...
To the Right Honourable Mildmay, Earl of Westmoreland Come, sons of summer, by whose toil We are the lords of ...
The successful man has thrust himself Through the water of the years, Reeking wet with mistakes -- Bloody mistakes; Slimed ...
SIR, as your mandate did request, I send you here a faithfu' list, O' gudes an' gear, an' a' my ...
(In memoriam C. T. W. Sometime trooper of the Royal Horse Guards obiit H.M. prison, Reading, Berkshire July 7, 1896) ...
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